I asked you to play a dungeon, why don't you just raise the BOSS here?

Chapter 182 Honest Monk, Madam Yipingaoming

Gongsun Lan still dressed up as the decrepit Grandma Xiong, and was supported by Ouyang Qing to the entrance of the alley of Lin Mansion.

Then, the two people stopped at the same time, with hesitation in their eyes...

"Fourth, are you sure you are looking for the right place?"

Gongsun Lan coughed and asked in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

She is a well-informed person.

In most cases, the mood can be calm.

However, the scene before her still surprised her.

From the entrance of the alley to the gate of the mansion...

There was a queue of more than two hundred meters.

Every ten meters or so, there is a Jianghu man maintaining order.

"Ah? Grandma doesn't understand. Why do you say that?"

Ouyang Qing also felt guilty. She silently took out the map and looked at it carefully: "This is what is marked on the Yamen notice. It shouldn't be necessary to change places."

"What a joke! What kind of person is Mr. Lin, that we are worthy of him?"

Taoist Dongming said in a low voice: "If ordinary Jianghu people challenge these two masters like this, wouldn't they look just like those defeated sect masters?"

Several heroes from the world glanced at Ouyang Qing and started chatting among themselves.

"I'm pretty lucky, I should get a share today."

"Go find someone and ask what's going on."

"Little girl, are you new here? Hurry up and get in line!"

"...What kind of queue is this?"

Taoist Dongming shook his head quickly: "It is not a good thing to have such a reputation."

"Master Lin and Miss A Qing are martial arts masters. So far, they have only given three places."

"Then get in line. I'll go back and move a chair for the old man to sit."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, a poor Taoist who knows how to understand, is a disciple of Bashan's sect."

"Dongming? Oh, I've heard your name. Are you a disciple of Taoist Bashan Xiaogu?"

Ouyang Qing suppressed the doubts in her heart, walked into the crowd, and said loudly: "What kind of queue are you in?"

"okay."

At a glance, there are monks, Taoists, scholars, vendors, and even a few nuns...

"No, it's not wrong..."

"Me too. Thanks to Mr. Lin's Renyi, he also arranged for someone to send me some food."

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense and drag us into the water."

Hearing the noise, a purple-robed Taoist appeared at the entrance of the alley and said loudly: "May I ask what the name of this... heroine is?"

Ouyang Qing pointed at Gongsun Lan: "I'll bring my grandma to visit Mr. Lin, is that okay?"

As for the left side of the alley, it is empty.

"It's very, very true. Mr. Lin has great martial arts skills and yet he is so kind and amiable. It's really commendable."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, thank you, little Taoist priest..."

"The rest, no matter whether they are the sect leaders or the giants in the world, can't catch their three moves or two."

Gongsun Lan frowned and said, "Are all the people here here to challenge Mr. Lin?"

Ouyang Qing was a little crazy when she heard this, and asked suspiciously: "Are you all here to challenge Lin Xuan?"

The expressions of several Jianghu people changed greatly, and they waved their hands cautiously.

This weird scene made Gongsun Lan a little confused.

"Oh, I understand..."

"Why did you bring grandma here?"

But they were all lined up on the right side of the alley, looking expectant.

Inside, there were also some martial artists in the martial arts world in Gongsun Lan's eyes.

"...Don't dare to challenge, don't dare to challenge!"

"Indeed, the first time I came here I didn't understand the rules and stayed at the door all night."

People in the nearby arena turned their heads, and more than a dozen eyes focused on Ouyang Qing.

"No, no, no, everyone should rely on their own ability to become famous. Don't use such crooked methods."

Taoist Dongming was also a little confused and looked at Gongsun Lan: "There is also herbal tea here. Elderly, would you like a bowl? Don't suffer from heatstroke on a hot day."

Gongsun Lan reacted and sneered: "It's those heroes who feel that ordinary people are not worthy of losing at the hands of Mr. Lin and others."

"It's okay to be defeated by Young Master Lin with one move."

"But Miss Ah Qing is very imaginative in her actions. Sometimes when she sees a mediocre swordsmanship, she will deliberately give in to a few moves."

"Perhaps a martial artist with mediocre martial arts skills can master a dozen or so moves at the hands of Miss Ah Qing, and his performance will be better than that of several master masters."

Taoist Dongming smiled apologetically and said, "If such a thing really happens, it won't be good for anyone."

"So, are you here specifically to guard this place?"

Ouyang Qing snorted softly: "Prevent us gangsters from fishing in troubled waters and accidentally taking a few tricks in the hands of Miss A Qing?"

"Girl, what you said is serious. If he is a famous swordsman in the world, or a great master, we naturally dare not stop him." Taoist Dongming sighed: "But Mr. Lin and their status, it would be unreasonable for everyone to compete with him. ah."

Everyone is from a well-known and upright family and must follow the rules of the world.

There are some things that everyone tacitly agrees with but cannot admit verbally.

"If you say that, it makes some sense..."

Gongsun Lan frowned: "What are the people lining up over there doing?"

"Master Lin feels that since we are all guests from afar, we should not let them go away in vain."

"Every once in a while during the day, I will explain to everyone the fist, kick and sword skills for half an hour."

"If Mr. Lin is not available, he will arrange for other experts to speak on his behalf."

Taoist Dongming looked respectful: "My master came forward in the morning and told Mr. Lin some sword principles passed down by the ancestor of our sect."

Ever since Gu Daoren, the world-famous Bashan swordsman, disappeared without a trace.

The sword energy that once rose to the sky on Bashan Mountain will not reappear in the human world.

But all Bashan disciples' respect for this patriarch has not diminished at all.

It's like Wudang disciples talking about Zhang Sanfeng.

"I see. I wonder why so many people have such plans."

Gongsun Lan was secretly annoyed and weighed the matter.

She originally planned to keep a low profile, find Lin Xuan after entering, defeat him in one fell swoop, and then leave.

But according to the current broken rules, if you don't know your name, you won't even be able to get in...

What's even more disgusting is that she always shows herself in a vest, and few people know her real name.

Most registrations are useless.

You can't just show your true self and fight all the way in, right?

I don’t know, but I thought I cared so much about this spectator quota...

"Huh? Ouyang?"

At this moment, some surprised voices sounded at the entrance of the alley.

The figure flickered, and a young monk appeared in front of the three people.

"Honest monk?"

Ouyang Qing was startled: "Why are you here?"

"Amitabha, please be honest, monk. I also want to see Lord Yecheng fight against Lord Ximen."

The honest monk lowered his head and looked at his tattered straw sandals, looking very shy and honest: "Taoist priest, do you want to queue up to get in?"

"No need, no need, master, just go in."

Taoist Dongming was startled and waved his hands repeatedly.

Now there are no less than ten master-level masters in Lin Mansion, and no one dares to pretend to be one.

Among the four great Shaolin monks, Great Compassion, Iron Shoulder, Honesty and Bitter Melon, Monk Honesty ranks third among them, and his status is much higher than that of the heads of ordinary sects.

When the other party knows his name, not giving the monk face is tantamount to slapping Shaolin in the face...

Endless troubles!

When all the Jianghu people heard that Honest Monk revealed his identity, they all saluted with great respect.

"Amitabha, thank you so much, Taoist Master, that monk will go in."

The honest monk hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Ouyang Qing and the two: "These two girls have some friendship with the monk and are also Lu Xiaofeng's friends. Can Taoist priest also make it easier for them?"

"No problem, three of you please."

Taoist Dongming glanced at Gongsun Lan suspiciously and bowed.

As an honest monk, bringing ten or eight people in is not a big deal.

As for calling an old woman a girl, it's a bit nondescript at best...

It's not his turn to talk too much.

"Monk is quite interesting. We owe you a favor this time."

Gongsun Lan coughed: "But although your martial arts is not weak, it is at least about the same as this little Taoist Gu. Were you not beaten to a pulp when you met those two people? It would be a bit fanciful to get the token."

Taoist Dongming: "..."

"Amitabha, the monk actually thinks so too."

The Honest Monk thought it was very reasonable and nodded in agreement: "But the list only said that it only needs to be approved by Mr. Lin or Miss A Qing, and it didn't say that it must be a win or a tie."

"Ok?"

"Amitabha, the monk is always honest."

The honest monk put his hands together and looked at his nose and heart: "Maybe they like honest people. If they like the monk, they let him in to watch the fun."

"You are such an honest ghost..."

Gongsun Lan snorted: "Let's go in first and check the situation."

"The wife of Imperial Master Hua of the current Dynasty, Mrs. Wei Guoming of Yipingaoming, came here to ask for advice."

At this moment, a rich male voice sounded, wandering inside and outside the mansion.

The sound of ritual music was playing, and dozens of maids and servants gathered around an eight-carrying sedan, walking towards the alley with their heads held high.

"???"

(End of this chapter)